John Dowland - Me me and none but me - текст песни (слова)

Me me and none but me,
 dart home O gentle death
 and quicklie, for
 I draw too long this idle breath:
 O howe I long till I
 may fly to heaven above,
 unto my faithfull and
 beloved turtle dove.
 Like to the silver Swanne,
 before my death I sing:
 And yet alive
 my fatall knell I helpe to ring.
 Still I desire from earth
 and earthly joyes to flie,
 He never happie liv'd,
 that cannot love to die.